A Sudden Change Of Heart - Page 2

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CHAPTER-20

" Dekhiye, Meera, Adi and Romeo know, that I am supposed to be with you tonight. Agar aapne mera khoon karke mujhe kahi jalaa diya, ya dafna diya, toh aap bhi nahin bachoge, samjhe?" she said, in a determined voice.

" I will hide the evidence well, don't worry." He said, with a dangerous chuckle.

Geet stared at him with wide eyes, and gulped down her saliva. She squeaked out in a low voice, " Aap pagal ho kya?"

Maan said, almost in a daze," Pehle nahin tha, lekin aajkal' pata nahin." His trance broke as he realised, that Geet had asked him a rhetorical question. She didn't want or need the answer, probably because, she was already babbling it now.

" Pagal hi honge. Warna aisi baat koi karta hain kya? Lekin, aap bhi sun lijiye, agar aapne mujhe murder karne ki koshish ki, toh.. I will put up a fight." She said in a very determined voice.

Maan scoffed, and looked at her, scanning her whole body with his eyes. Geet stiffened, and looked at him, as he looked into her hazels, and said," You will put up a fight. With me?" He chuckled louder, than Geet had ever heard him do.

She stared at him stunned, and slowly whispered out," Mk, aapko hasna aata hain? Oh My God, pichle kuch dino mein mujhe aapke kitne hidden talents dekhne ko mil rahe hain. You can talk for more than 30 seconds, you have the ability to pronounce "sorry", you can contract your facial muscles and laugh. I am seriously impressed." As Maan looked at her angrily, she continued, " And to answer your question, yes, I will put up a fight with you, and I will win."

Maan started laughing loudly, as he stopped the car. Geet almost felt her eyes pop out, as she saw Maan Singh Khurana making loud and clear sounds of something which was definitely called laughter in the normal world. He shook his head, and started laughing even more loudly. Between laboured gasps of breath, he finally spoke up.

" You think you will win if you put up a fight with me?" he asked scornfully, now looking deep into her eyes.

Geet closed her slacked jaw, and stared at Maan for a long time.

" How long has it been since you laughed like that, Mk?" she said softly.

Maan felt a grip over his heart, hearing those words, and felt even more pain, as he thought of his answer. It didn't happen anytime soon, atleast not in the last 5 years. Or even before that. That's the heartiest laugh I have ever had. At that moment, he had no idea, that he was probably going to laugh like that many times ahead in his life.

He cleared his throat, trying to look indifferent, and said sternly, " That's not the answer to my question."

Geet lowered her eyes from his face, and chuckled in a low voice. She looked up, and said, as solemnly as she could manage," Yes, ofcourse, I will win. Main dekhne mein aisi hoon, lekin main bohut acchi fighting kar leti hoon."

She replied, but didn't care about the answer anymore. She continued staring at Maan, and saw him stifle another laugh, and say," Okay. We will test it sometime. Aab chale, dinner kar le, Ms. Fighter?"

He unbuckled his seatbelt, and climbed out of the car, closely followed by Geet, who realised at that moment, that Maan had drove them to a restaurant. Bol nahin sakte the, ke dinner kar na hain? Kitna dara diya tha mujhe' agar sach much mera khoon shoon kar dete?

Her cell phone chimed, as they sat at their table. The menu lay forgotten in front of her, as her eyes were peeled on her cell in her hand.

Maan tapped on the table impatiently, and said, " Geet, kya khana hain tumhe? Please can we order first and then you get back to your phone?"

" Ha..um'sure.. anything..mujhe koi problem nahin hain. Aap jo chahe order kijiye, except mushroom." she said, typing furiously on her phone, and not looking up.

She remembers. Usse yaad hain, ke you are allergic to mushrooms, Maan. Lekin, issme itna thrilled hone wali kya baat hain? Maybe usse just casually yaad hain. Nahin, aisa nahin ho sakta..

He cleared his throat, and decided to prove his point to himself." Geet, mushroom se kya problem hain? I know for a fact, that the mushroom soup here is great." He held his breath, as he waited for Geet's answer, who was still busy staring at her phone, completely absorbed in it.

" I know, I love it too. But, you're allergic to mushrooms. Get anything except that." She said nonchalantly, finally raising her head from the phone, and continued, " Aap order kijiye, I have to make a call. I will be right back." She started punching buttons on her phone, and left the table.

She wants to have it, lekin sirf mere liye mana kar rahi hain. Maan, aisa pehle tere liye kisi ne nahin kiya' Daadima bhi tere liye aisa kuch nahin karti.. Geet is so sweet. Wait, main uss ladki ko sweet kyun bol raha hoon?

She came back, and sat down with a huff.

" Order kar diya aapne?" she askd, leaning back on her chair.

" Huh?" he stared at her blankly, and then replied," Nahin, woh main.. I was just about to."

After they had ordered, Geet leaned on the table, and asked," Aap pareshaan hain kya?"

" Nahin' kyun? Kyun? Tumhe kya lagta hain? Tumhe jo bhi lagta hain woh galat hain. I am not worried, I am not confused." Maan said a little too quickly, the words reeling off on an accord of their own.

Geet stared at him with a surprised look on her face, and slowly nodded her head.Shayed inko kuch zyada hi bhook lagi hain. It has started to mess up with his head. Waise, Geet, socha jayee, toh he already has a messed up head. She laughed aloud at her own joke, causing Maan to stare at her. She quickly nodded her head for a no, and looked away.

Silence reigned between them for the next few minutes, when Geet made an irritated click.

" Do you mind if we talk? Kaam ke baareme hi baat karte hain. Lekin, atleast let's talk." She said, leaning against the table.

Before Maan could reply, she asked," Aap kya hamesha se Delhi mein rehte the?"

" Why is that important?" he barked out, then quickly bit his tongue, as Geet stared at him with furious eyes.

" Ha, woh.." he started, when she said crossly, " Don't talk, khana khate hain, then let's just go home." She looked away, angrily, when he said," Mujhe aadat nahin hain, business dinner ke alawa aur kisi type ke dinner pe aane ki." She was still not facing him, and he tried again.

" Ha, meri family Delhi se hain. Aur, main hamesha Delhi mein hi rehta tha. Except when I went abroad for education."He cleared his throat, as she gave a look at him. " I usually live alone in the, well, the Mansion you saw. Kabhi kabhi meri Daadima aati hain. And, I have a younger brother, who is somewhere in the world, lekin, kaha woh hume pata nahin."

As the food came, Geet asked him, " Pata nahin matlab? Aapka bhai kahaan hain aapko pata nahin?" The surprise in her tone was evident.

" Mera bhai hain yeh janne wali shayed tum pehli ladki ho. No one knows these things about me." He said, attacking his food hungrily, and then continued, " I mean, he travels a lot. He is doing his MBA in Chicago. Aab mujhe nahin pata, ke woh Chicago mein hi hain, ya sem break mein kahin ghoomne gayaa hain."

" Yeah, I know. Main bhi bilkul aisi hi thi' I always wanted freedom." Geet said, laughing slightly, as she gulped down the chicken masala.

" Well, you HAVE the freedom. Akele rehti ho, bohut paisa kamati ho, gaari hain.. tumhare umaar ki kisi ladki ko itna ambitious and successful hote bohut kam dekha jaata hain." Maan said.

Geet drank some water, and smiled weakly at him." I am 26. That is not such a young age you know. Waise, speaking of ages, how old are you? That is, if you don't mind telling me."

" I'm 28."

" Oh!" she nodded her head nonchalantly, and couldn't help thinking about the magazine lines she had once read. A man is physically and sexually most active at the ages of 28-30.

Geet'her mind screeched out, kya gandi gandi baatein soch rahi hain'woh sexually active hain, isse tujhe kya? She coughed lightly, trying to control her train of thoughts, when Maan said," Tumhe aur kuch lena hain, or should we ask for the bill?"

" We can ask for the bill, but, I will pay my share." Geet said, bringing out her credit card.

" I thought you didn't have any cash on you." Maan said in surprise.

" Yes, I don't have any cash on me, but, I usually always have a credit card with me." She returned with a slight smile, when she saw him looking at her strangely.

" Why do you always insist that you pay your share?" he asked her, genuinely interested.

Geet laughed a little and said, " Main sirf apne husband ko aapne liye pay karne dungi." Maan stared at her strangely, and she quickly composed herself and said, " I was kidding. Actually, maine aapni puri zindagi mein sab kuch akele kiya hain. I have almost always been on my own. Isiliye, mujhe pasand nahin hain, ke koi aur mere bills pay kare. That's it. And, money is a very sensitive issue. It can change and ruin lives, relationships, feelings, everything." She stopped talking, realising, that Maan was still staring at her

" Is your uncle behind this thinking process of yours?" he asked, his eyes piercing hers.

" A little, yes. And, some of other things too, here and there. Chale?" she said, as she dismissed the bill, and grabbed her cell phone, ready to get up.

As they walked out in the chilly air towards the car, he suddenly asked, " Geet, uss raat ko tumhare ghar se phone aaya tha na? Isiliye tum ro rahi thi?"

Geet stood at the door of the car, and looked at him. Closing her eyes, she walked over to the bonnet, resting her body against it. Maan came and joined her, leaning down in the same way beside her.

" Hain." She said softly, looking straight ahead of her, " Mumma ka phone aaya tha' aur, usske thik baad aapne phone kiya, so you..well..caught me."

Silence reigned between them, as Geet leaned off his car, only to settle down inside it. As they drove, both were quiet, lost in their own thoughts.

As Maan turned off the ignition outside Geet's flat for the second time that night, she said," Aapko dinner karna tha, toh why didn't you tell me? You didn't have to drive off like that, Mk."

Maan smirked slightly, his hand on the steering wheel, and glanced at her sideways,"Pehle tum kehti ho, ke you don't find me attractive. Then, you say I disgust you. I thought, ke agar main tumhe aapne saath dinner karne ko kahunga, then shayed tum nahin manogi. And, I was starving."

Geet smiled a little, staring down at her hand on her lap.

" Mumma wants me to go to Mumbai. Isiliye hi unhone phone kiya tha." She said, with a sigh, leaning against the seat, and closing her eyes again.

" But you cant go, right?" Maan said, surprised at the desperation in his own voice. Why don't you want her to go to Mumbai? Why don't you want her to go away from you?

" Of course I cant." She said softly, her eyes still closed," This project needs me." He didn't know why, but a large part of him wanted her to say something else other than " this project"

" But, mumma ne socha ke main deliberately avoid kar rahi hoon aur ghar nahin aana chahti. Well, she is half right, so I cant blame her." She said, smiling sarcastically.

" Geet.." he started saying, when she opened her eyes, staring right into his, and said, " Kitna kuch badal sakta hain ek pal, haina? Aapke saath aisa kabhi hua hain, ke one moment you know something is gonna happen, and the next moment, something happens that shatters everything, ruins everything' aur aapke paas karne ko kuch bhi nahin hota hain. There is nothing you can do about it. Have you ever felt so hopeless in life, MK?"

Yes, Geet' so many times'when my parents died, when Daadima is ill, when any deal goes wrong' so many times' But, as he opened his mouth to say these words, Geet started talking again.

" I know my parents don't trust me. They shouldn't, I'm not worth their trust. Lekin, the least they can do is not keep reminding me of the mistakes I have made, and still regret." She said, shaking her head sadly.

" Tumhe logon ki itni parwa kyun hain? Kabhi family, kabhi Mamaji.." he said, in an irritated voice.

Geet looked at him, and replied," Because they are family, Mk, and I cant just throw them away. And, neither can they.. and my parents had to go through a lot of humiliation because of me."

" Jo bhi hua, tumne jaanbujhkar toh nahin kiya tha na? You didn't humiliate them on purpose did you?" he said, earnestly.

" Nahin.." she sighed, then looked at him." Lekin, I could have stopped it from happening if I wanted. But, I was so blind.. I was so stupid.. I let myself believe something my brain was telling me not to all the time, and I landed up here today."

Silence reigned between them for a few more minutes, as Geet looked lost in her thoughts, and Maan stared at her, trying to collect his own thoughts. He wanted to lean forward, and hold Geet. He wanted to hug her. Maan! Hold it. Hold it right there' his mind screeched out.

Geet cleared her throat, as if breaking out of the trance suddenly, and said, " I'm sorry."

" Kis liye, Geet?" he asked her, confusion lining his eyes.

" I bored you a lot today, with all my issues, haina?" she smiled sheepishly and continued, " I know, you don't care, and you think ke jo bhi hota hain, is strictly my fault, lekin aaj pata nahin kaise, I just ended up telling you all this'" she looked at him, and said," Mujhe jaana chahiye, kal subha office hain."

" Nahin Geet, you didn't bore me. I am glad you told me all this." He wanted to say it loud, but couldn't find his voice.

Geet smiled at him slightly, and clicked the door open. Stepping out, she leaned back in and said," Thank you for the ride, and well, everything else."

Maan nodded his head slightly, and watched, as she walked off into the lobby of her apartment. He continued staring in her direction, as long she was in sight, and then, sighed loudly. Putting the car in ignition, he was about to drive off when his cell beeped.

He picked it up hurriedly, and said, in a tone of worry, " Geet, tum thik ho na? Kya hua?"

" I'm fine." Her voice was calm, and he couldn't help thinking that she was smiling, " I just called to tell you, ke main aapke office lunch ke baad aaungi. I have to tie up the Patel deal, so I need to be at my office for some time." She started fumbling, as she said the next words, " And, well, since' aap..aapne kaha tha, ke aapke office aana hain mujhe'isiliye, I thought'ke'main..woh'aapko'woh'bata doon.." She gulped down her saliva, as she finally finished talking.

Maan smirked hugely, his mind drifting back to the day when he had threatened her to work from his office, because, well, because, he liked having her around. He continued smirking, as he replied in a grim voice, " Fine.. But after lunch means after lunch, Geet. Get that?"

" Ji.." she said, in a slightly timid voice, and hung up.

As soon as she removed the cell phone from her ear, she stared at it, as if seeing an alien object. Geet Handa, why were you talking to him in such a low and timid voice? Jaise ki you are scared that he will eat you alive or something'.aise toh kabhi kisi se baat nahin karti..

What the hell is happening to me? She recalled her words to Mr. Viraj Patel. 3 months are left for the contract with Mk to end. And, the work is ahead of schedule, so we might as well be able to wrap it up more quickly.

3 months' she thought, as she lay in bed later that night,pichle 3 mahino mein itna kuch ho gaya' I have changed so much around him in the last 3 months' aab pata nahin agle 3 mahino mein kya hoga! Nahin, Geet' get a grip on yourself' ignore whatever you feel for him, because it's not right. It's just not right'

PRECAP: I don't understand, Meera..mujhe yeh kya ho raha hain? She burst out crying..

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awesome update
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and the plot thickens...so is Dev , maan's younger bro?